I had a really strange dream last night. But the part that stuck out to me was that for some reason I voluntarily cut off my second toe on my right foot! And it really felt like it was gone. I wiggled it around for about half an hour when I woke up.

"What's going on?" It's such a dear, dear question, coming from you, but that doesn't make it any easier to answer. I think I would find it easier to glorify a block of wood than to put the same spin on my life.